November 3, 2011
Trick… or Treat?
He sort of eyed her ‘cross the bar
“Have we met?” he pretended
She went along – good-looking guy
His line was comprehended
They went to her place that same night
In heat, their bodies blended
At dawn, he left her fifty bucks
Hoped she’d not be offended
© Amy Barlow Liberatore/Sharp Little Pencil
For We Write Poems (Trick or Treat) and Poetic Asides (Sort of), and, as always, at my poetic hearth, Poets United.
Posted by Sharp Little Pencil in Uncategorized Tags: Bars, forms, pickup lines, Poetic Asides, POETRY, Sex, trick or treat, We Write Poems
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